Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

"Brother Takuya, are you calling me?"

Yota Sato stood stiffly at the door.In front of his strict elder brother, Sato was always somewhat restrained.

"Yota, come here, I have something to tell you." Sato Takuya looked up, shifting his attention away from the documents on the desk, and looking at his younger brother.

Sato Takuya was ten years older than Sato Yota, so that he looked at Yota almost as if he was looking at his own child.

He works in the Metropolitan Government, and many things are very confidential, but now, due to a draft that has not yet been decided——Takuya feels that this draft has a high chance of being passed, so he has to remind his younger brother, in case of accidents. It's too rough to be mixed into this muddy water.

"From now on, if you don't touch anything about heroes, don't touch them, understand."

"Wait... wait a minute, why?!"

Sato Taku also frowned, many things are not humane, Yota knows too much and it is not good for him, "Don't worry about so much, there are many reasons that I can't tell you, go and work on you."

This is already equivalent to a eviction order.

"...I see, Brother Takuya." Sato Yota reluctantly agreed.

"It's for your own good, Yota."

……

"Be good for me! Be good for me! His banner will always be good for me!!"

Sato Yota said indignantly.

In fact, not a while after he finished that sentence, Sato was fooled by Oda Yusuke and told the whole story of that day.

"How can this not be for your own good?" The black-haired boy said casually: "It's just a reason, it's just not convenient to tell you."

"Then tell me why?"

"Guess?" Oda Yusuke raised his eyebrows.

"Guess what! You are all like this, don't tell me anything!!!"

"You really want to know?" Kosuke asked slowly.

"Of course, tell me quickly." Seeing the possibility of knowing, Yota Sato immediately changed his attitude and looked at the black-haired boy expectantly.

In fact, this is also their usual way of getting along. Yota Sato does not underestimate Oda Yusuke because of his young age. On the contrary, he admires Yukisuke for being so powerful at such a young age.

"At most, we are waiting for an opportunity, and then the government is ready to take action against heroes."

"what?"

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, and the young man almost fell off his chair in shock.But he also knows that Oda Yusuke is not the kind of person who speaks nonsense, even if he is playing tricks, he is telling the truth.

"You see, even if Allforone retreats behind the scenes, his empire still cannot be underestimated. The enemy alliance is the protagonist he intends to put on the surface, but the government has to be restricted by the protagonist on the surface. You said How would they feel in this situation?"

"Basically speaking, it should be an undercover agent." The black-haired boy elongated his tone and said in a dramatic tone: "Located at the junction of light and shadow, it is a good drama material, right?"

"As for undercover candidates... Generally speaking, they want to maximize their interests..."

Although Sato Yota, who was born in a famous family, is only obsessed with gossip, he also has an extremely keen political intuition under the influence of his ears and eyes. He murmured subconsciously: "Yes, I heard my brother inadvertently mentioned that heroes are now more powerful. It's getting bigger."

Kill two birds with one stone, why not do it?

"But so..."

"Justice? Evil? No, in the world of adults, profit is the only prevailing criterion." The black-haired boy changed his posture leaning on the bench, stood up, and used an extremely exaggerated posture and tone, as if A chant, like a sarcasm, "The world of adults is not all black and white, most of them are gray."

Afterwards, the black-haired boy stood quietly in front of the young man, waiting for the young detective's reaction.

"Look, I just told you not to know, right? Your brother is doing it for your own good, and he can't interfere in this matter." He returned to his normal tone, the tone that is always unique to teenagers, brisk, lively, and still With some rhythm.

"how about you?"

The criminal policeman still couldn't react, he was relaxed, and the words he spoke were soft, like babbling in a dream.

"My second year of middle school is a little earlier than you, and something happened at the beginning, and I had to let Mr. Dazai clean up the mess for me." Xingsuke smiled, and said in a brisk, as if he didn't care much tone.

"Then your second term is really early," Yota Sato returned to his normal state, and complained, "You are only 15 years old now."

"Yes," the black-haired boy said with emotion, "I'm already 15 years old."

The 15-year-old Oda Sakunosuke is an undefeated gold medal killer.

Fifteen-year-old Osamu Dazai has made a name for himself in the port mafia simply by his wits.

As a result... the 15-year-old Oda Yusuke is still so weak, and he doesn't seem to have made much progress compared to then.

I'm really... not reconciled.

He even had to act to attract the villain's attention.

The black-haired boy sneered inwardly.

I am really concerned about the secrecy of the giant Maquia's shelter... It is a great honor to have someone to monitor it.

Maybe there are other tricks left in this villa. Of course, it probably depends on whether Mr. Andeva can find out.

But for them, to be honest, if they want to blame, they can only blame the cautious local police station and the eldest son of Ayanokouji who stepped in... Although in their way of thinking, the hero must be blamed.

but……

Still so lonely.

Miss you.

You who are connected with me can understand each other's thoughts with just one movement and one look.

Overwhelmed by my own ability, I always want to see you once, just once...

Knowing that this is impossible, I still can't help but think like this... Ah, I, who is so stupid, still can't help but want to ask...

How are you doing?

Saki.

……

[load.Data—8. ]

[Sound recording program.start up. ]

[Today is the same backwater. ]

[However, it's fine. ]

[Because it has nothing to do with me. ]

[Perseverance. ]

[Words I find most troublesome. ]

[My father is obsessed with me. ]

[Yes, you know that too. ]

[In the beginning, maybe I just felt proud of having a daughter with a slightly higher IQ. ]

[However, since I was in elementary school, it may have become the feeling of making some century-old discovery. ]

[To me, all that is trouble. ]

[So, when my father dies, ah, that's great, I think so. ]

[Because boredom is annoying, but trouble is even more annoying. ]

[I promised Geng Ji to come to the basement of the capital hall because she wanted to avoid trouble. ]

[Because it will be troublesome if someone who is interested in me like a secret society approaches me. ]

[Um? ]

[Obviously I hate boredom, but I also hate trouble, saying I am contradicting myself? ]

[Too. ]

[Indeed. ]

[But if you come here, who is there, I can watch him all the time without disturbing his life. ]

[It’s good that you can keep watching, and it won’t be a problem for him here. ]

[Beast, look, he is very good at acting, right? ]

[how.Not happy, Beast? ]

[...I'm used to it so I'm not unhappy?That's good. ]

[His selfie is also very good-looking, it should be specially sent to me.Thank you guys for saving it for me. ]

……

"Hawks."

Seeing the man who opened the door with a key and walked in, Dabi, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head and called him.

"Davi, drink tea." Hawkes waved the book in his hand, "I bought the new kindle when I saw it, I remember your previous kindle was full of memory, gray tone, do you like it? "

"Ah...whatever," Dabi lowered his head, instead of looking at Hawks and the Kindle in his mouth, he reached out to stir the steaming barley tea with a small iron spoon, "I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter? What's the matter, tell me."

"What does the Committee of Heroes want you to do?"

"Ah... that," Hox paused, pondering what he was going to say next, but he didn't show it on his face, and the tone of his mouth was still sloppy, and he couldn't tell whether it was perfunctory or sincere, "It's just a normal thing. ah."

"Just like you said before, okay?"

"Of course, Dabi, if there is something important, I will definitely tell you."

"Ah."

Dabi responded, not knowing whether he believed it or not, took another teacup, and asked without raising his head, "Do you want tea?"

"Drink~"

Hawkes said in a brisk tone as always.

The blond-haired young man didn't mind at all that Dabi ignored his indifferent behavior after pouring tea. Instead, he took the tea cup by himself very naturally, took a small bench and sat opposite Dabi.

This is almost the norm for them to get along with each other.

When Dabi is unhappy, his attitude can be perfunctory to the point of being rude.

In fact, this is the result of Hawks' acquiescence and connivance, even single-handedly.

The blond-haired young man still remembered when they first met, the black-haired young man who was not a few years older than him was indifferent to almost inorganic, like the dust-covered glacier in Greenland, icy cold.

But in fact, he knew that that person had a heart that couldn't be more gentle.

Because of the frightened expressions of the children passing by in the van on the side of the road, they will desperately save those children.

Will cover a criminal for him because he sees a teenager he never knew.

If possible, Hawkes also wanted to be someone who was treated with obvious tenderness by that person.

But in comparison, Hawks is more willing to be an existence that can treat that person gently.

The character of the person Hawkes likes is not that good in the traditional sense, but in fact, whether it is rude, perfunctory, or sarcasm... Hawkes hopes that that person can let go of all emotions in front of him. All revealed.

At least... In front of Hawks, that person can fly freely without being restrained.

[I'm not a good person in the traditional sense, prepare a hero. 】

That person said so in the distant past.

[I know. ]

[Just like now,] the person in memory put his bony hands on his shoulders, and there was a dead silence in the depths of his blue eyes, 【I will burn you to death without hesitation. 】

[I know, but you wouldn't do that, would you? ]

[You are a gentle and kind person. ]

【...Then you're probably thinking about it, I'll only disappoint you. 】

[Even the present freedom is based on blood and death. 】

[It's still too late to call the police and arrest me. 】

[Then let’s exchange for a piece of freedom,] the blond boy said with a fearless smile [in exchange for a clean piece of freedom, is that okay? ]

It's up to him to offer that person a clean break.

On the other hand, everything about that person...

Good, bad, it doesn't matter.

He accepts it all.

The author has something to say:

I finished my college entrance examination!came back!

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